Quotes from Philip James Bailey

Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.

We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial.

When night hath set her silver lamp high, Then is the time for study.

Leave the poor Some time for self-improvement. Let them not Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms For bread, but have some space to think and feel Like moral and immortal creatures.

The long days are no happier than the short ones.

Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.

Tis light translateth night; 'tis inspiration Expounds experience; 'tis the west explains The east; 'tis time unfolds Eternity.

When I forget that the stars shine in air-- When I forget that beauty is in stars-- When I forget that love with beauty is-- Will I forget thee: till then all things else.

Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.

The truth of truths is love.

Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.

Could we but think with the intensity we love with, we might do great things.

He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be.

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

Love spends his all, and still hath store.

Poetry is itself a thing of God; He made his prophets poets; and the more We feel of poesie do we become Like God in love and power,-under-makers.

Life is less than nothing without love.

Love is the art of hearts, and heart or arts.

None but the brave and beautiful can love.

A poet not in love is out at sea; He must have a lay-figure.

We love and live in power; it is the spirit's end. Mind must subdue; to conquer is its life.

Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.

Thou art a woman, And that is saying the best and worst of thee.

Simplicity is natures first step, and the last of art.